<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=487927" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>For Dreams That Do Not Come True</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">you sit on one of the marble pavements<br>of the hospital in the city<br>looking like a hopeless boy abandoned<br>by his mother<br>and people that pass you by think that you<br>are one of the beggars</div><div style="margin:10px 0">you wonder why dreams do not come true<br>no matter how you pray<br>you look far without having to see<br>anything and anybody that is real</div><div style="margin:10px 0">you blame no one though <br>not even the gloomy day<br>grays clouds heavy and about to rain<br>air so polluted and faces of people without the smiles<br>buses running senselessly<br>indifferent hawkers and arrogant schoolchildren pulling<br>their bags like a dragging day</div><div style="margin:10px 0">everything seems to be surreal<br>gossamer-like as you float in the air<br>feeling like one of the illusions in your mind</div><div style="margin:10px 0">you accept dreams that do not come true and you think<br>perhaps some day<br>yes someday, dreams may come and be real- true<br>concrete and smooth and confident to the hold of your hands</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and then you stand like a true man on unreal dreams<br>you leave the pavements of illusions<br>you go back to one of the rooms in the hospital<br>'No tears! No tears! ' you tell yourself because now<br>you have learned to be brave and strong and logical.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ric+S.+Bastasa">Ric S. Bastasa</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=487927" data-title="For Dreams That Do Not Come True de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="you sit on one of the marble pavements of the hospital in the city looking like a hopeless boy abandoned by his mother and people that pass you by think that you are one of the beggars you wonder why dreams do not come true no matter how you pray..."></div> </div> </div>

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